Sometimes I feel like I've caught a glimpse into the meaning of life, what I believe to be the true point of a person's existence in modern society.
And it seems we've all been fooled into believing it's something it's not.
Allow me to explain.
From an early age, we are taken from our homes... collected and organized into neat little columns and rows, eager and impressionable young minds.
The molding begins. Enforcing ideals of productivity and skill. We are tested and we are graded, groomed by intelligence, abilities... and all the while instilled with the reminder that competition is important.
Vital.
And it seems we've all been fooled into believing it's something it's not.
Allow me to explain.
From an early age, we are taken from our homes... collected and organized into neat little columns and rows, eager and impressionable young minds.
The molding begins. Enforcing ideals of productivity and skill. We are tested and we are graded, groomed by intelligence, abilities... and all the while instilled with the reminder that competition is important.
Vital.
We are separated into groups, spending the majority of our prime days performing tasks we've been told we love, based on the meager praise and monetary incentive we receive.
Meanwhile, the precious moments of the one life we have melts away, lying in the background forgotten.
If you perform well enough, for long enough, you'll be rewarded with the ability to live out the remainder of your days, but unfortunately you will be too old, feeble and broken to enjoy it.
This is the secret my friends.
This world, with its multitude of wonders meant to be explored, is done so by only a select few...
while the rest of us rot away in the dust.
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